Ghetts Story Of The Pauper текст песни, слова песни Story Of The Pauper Ghetts
Ghetts - Story Of The Pauper
Some of my family and friends are amongst them
And everybody's family depends on the lump sum.
Son ain't gonna see a salary when the months done
How u gonna tell a kid that he ain't got to rob
When the only role model he has, just lost his job
Unemployed without another choice
Heading down the Same path he tried to make his son avoid
Job Seekers Allowance ain't for everyone
Were grown there's no power in a pellet gun
Your tryna tell a nigga that's a bread winner forget dinner
And he will do things he's never done
It's the Story of the Pauper
The rich get richer and the poor get poorer
But don't get me wrong for yea I tumble cross the border
And be out the ends but still it weren't a short cut
I understand what it took to do that
How Naomi Campbell had to look to do that
What Levi Roots had to cook to do that
The kinda weight the top shotters had to push to do that
The kind of singers that had to get on the hook to do that
And when your tryna push out of the same place you come from
Everybody has a goal in pulling you back
So it's bullet proof this and bullet proof that
I don't expect those outside the slums to understand this
How u gonna relate your mum and dads rich
Welcome to my ends it's gully
And none of us are getting no inheritance money
What's ya life like round here
Sweeet!
I bet everythings honey!
Yea yea we all got problems
But I bet yours has never been the money
Wait I don't know you so I shouldn't pass judgement
Vice a versa
But sometimes assets can find a person
Now you ain't gotta tell me that your rich cause I know you are
Your life is perfect is that why you turn your nose up at the lower class?
Or is your life just as fucked as mine behind the curtains?
But you don't wanna show it ca
You got an image to uphold I know
When you come home you unload a truckload of stress
Staring in the mirror like I'm so depressed
And now you wanna Jumbo to Jet
Yea I get it
Yea I get it
Cause I feel like that 6 out the 7 days
And that's why a nigga be addicted to lemon haze
Listen when I spitting the system is Devil made
The government have got the nation brainwashed
A close friend of mine just left the Caribbean
When he got here and said he shoulda stayed in Barbados
I could explain but I'd rather let you read between the lines
Yo donny switch your brain on
Can't even read the signs where's ya brain gone
What can I say dog the truth lays beneath the lies
But it's like I'm tryna lead the blind
But they would rather remain lost
Forever In the Rat Race
Life ain't getting no better and it's facts mate
So I'm lighting up the lemon on a bad day
And as I let the zoot settle in my ash tray
I'm thinking of all the terrible things man made
Things that caused this inevitable rampage
I'm hoping I ain't got vegetables for a fan base
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